Time to get real, again.

Back after a nearly seven month hiatus. Came back from Kosova at the very end of August. It would be nice to have the summer back, but it’s gone. In terms of MA, I know what I DON’T want to do my thesis on. The rest will require some soul searching, and brain wracking. It’s been a month and a half back, with a new redux schedule that involves my last course and my new TA-ing job. Nothing too intense for this first post back, just a Robert Frost poem and some images sitting on my hard drive:

Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

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Time to get real

1. The big story this week = I had a cold. A cold like I hardly ever got anymore – sore throat, sore neck, sore everything, no sleep, bloody nose, feeling cold and then hot – bad. I’m lucky my aunt is a pharmacist. She called me every day, took me to the doctor, and got me some powders and pills that helped me get better and made me sleep – a lot.

2. Tonight I watched a Turkish movie with my cousin at Dit e Nat – we were hoping for the Science of Sleep, but got Uzak instead. It’s about two relatives named Mahmut and Jusuf, and both are unhappy in really cloudy and depressive long shots of a random Turkish town. One of them is an urbane jazz-listening, prostitute-buying “artist” (Mahmut) and the other is a country bumpkin who is out of work and loves his mother (Jusuf). We left about an hour in. It was incredibly, unbelievably bad, but maybe in a good way. All of the reviews on Metacritic praise it to the skies for its “moodiness” and “non-events”. Whatever.

3. There’s been some major newspaper beef between two people I enjoy reading – Agon Hamza is/was a Self Determination activist who believes the current structure of Kosova’s independence is only a kind of semi-independence (i.e. Ahtisaari’s plan gives Mitrovica to Serbia, the UN’s Six Point Plan guarantees that the EU mission in Kosova will remain “status neutral”, etc) that doesn’t offer democracy of the people for the people – he says that Maliqi, a political analyst that has been around for a long time, is basically selling Kosova down the river for supporting Kosova’s current form of independence. According to Hamza, real self-determination would be bringing down the current government, forgetting about Ahtisaari’s plan and starting from democratic, plebiscite-style scratch or uniting with Albania :) This is a really short blip of an article he wrote called “Maliqi’s Irrational Kosova” – Maliqi’s position? First off, he says that Hamza is a neostalinist, and that self-deterimination is a long, historical progress that requires structures of power and international support, before the mass citizen-based self-determination that Hamza is talking about. As much as the two men may be irritated by each other, they both are right :P

4. Kosova has a bad rap for corruption. In fact, one of the reasons the EU supports continuing its mission in Kosova is to fight corruption – corruption is apparently widespread enough in our little country to require an international mission? (Why exactly are these European EU people so morally above us Balkaners, I don’t know. People here can tell you stories about pretty slick international corruption from UNMIK days :P) Well, I can tell you this – Kosova’s Anti-Corruption Agency sent off 68 cases to local and EULEX courts last year. Yes, it is good that they are under investigation, and yes it is very despicable to misuse one’s position, and yes, it doesn’t matter if it’s one person or one hundred, corruption is corruption – BUT- we are not the have of inequity that popular opinion sometimes paints us as. We have corruption, but no more or no less than that of our richer, Western counterparts.

5. And no or more less crime either. The Kosovo Stability Initiative published a report last year that analyzed actual statistics of crime vis-a-vis international perceptions/media commentary on Kosovan corruption/crime. It left me kind of surprised: http://www.iksweb.org/repository/docs/IMIDZ_english.pdf

6. It is tricky to find pants that fit me here. Before I was floored by my cold, I went shopping. In Canada I’m a 28 pretty much all the time, so that’s the first size I tried when I went shopping for jeans. I couldn’t get them over my knees. Size 30 looked like it was spray painted on me. And this particular store had nothing above 30. What happened? I’m a 38 here :) Oh North American sizing designed to make people sound smaller than they really are.

7.  I found some old postcards, letters and notebooks that belonged to my parents. It’s hard to imagine the life your parents’ had before you were born.

8. I’ve been sporadically reading interviews that Ismail Kadare gave with Alain Bosquet way back in the mid-90′s. Kadare hated writers while he was a student in Moscow, because they reminded him of party clerks.

9. Submitted my essay re: Albanian identity + media mishmash. I’ve read enough to make me : 1. Accept that most identities, but especially national ones are constructed 2. Resist the idea that identities change easily, or that they should 3. Even more skeptical that we will one day reach a post, trans-national state of being where being a member of the global is more important than being a member of the local – or that we should 4. How so much is determined by historical context 5. There is something precious to be protected in a continuous, historical identity 6. And that it has to be able to change to remain so.

10. So many errands to run, and things to plan for in the next coming months, and people to see and talk to. Time to get real.

Linda Rukaj, people. I like Albanian hipster music just as much as Canadian hipster music :)

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Let’s get this show on the road

1. Kosovo is a part of Albania that was given to Serbia by the “Great Powers” in 1912. It was a part of The Kingdom of Serbs, Croats and Slovenes, and then an autonomous region of Yugoslavia, then a part of Serbia, and now is an independent country that borders Albania and has a majority population of  Albanians. What do I call myself? Albanian. Where am I from? Albania. What part of Albania? Kosovo. Most Albanians from Kosovo would say Kosovo to make it easier on foreigners, but my family has roots in Kosovo, Albania, and the Albanian part of Macedonia. So there you go.

2. I’m here until September because I am taking a course called Risk, Media and Identity at the Kosovo Institute for Journalism and Communication.

3. At the moment I’m in Gostivar, Macedonia, visiting my my grandparents and mother’s side of the family, and I have yogurt on my face. After a bad decision made at a spa/salon in Prishtina, I’ve had a gillion breakouts over my face and neck. I have sensitive skin and should have known better. I went to a sauna last night with my uncle’s wife and tonight my grandmother helped me yogurtify my face (the good yog bacteria will kill the bad zit bacteria).

3.  I freaking despise Yugoslavia and want to smack the next person who ever tells me again that “It was alright in Tito’s time, but then everybody became nationalistic after he died”. It was not freaking alright under Tito, he was a dictator (President for Life – really! look it up!)  of the labor camp variety, and no, he did not care about minorities or equality among ethnicities any more than the water bottle on my nightstand. Ok, maybe a LITTLE bit more than the water bottle on my night stand. Ethnic tension did not appear out of thin air, it was there the whole time. Ask my grandparents. Or uncle. Or mother. They were around for Titoism, and didn’t help keep my grandfather from being unfairly thrown into prison, or my grandmother from being unfairly sacked (twice), or my uncle from being sent to the middle of freaking nowhere for military duty, or my mother from being harrassed before and after the student protests of the 80′s. Yugoslavia is dead, and thank God it is.

4. In my Globalization class we spent a fair amount of time bashing neoliberalism and capitalism, but what wouldn’t I give for some big private manufacting or mining corporation to swoop in and make some much needed investment in Kosova. Kosovo probably has the most open market in the world, a median age of 25-26 and an unemployment rate that’s at about the %40 mark. A lot of my cousins are studying and working in Europe, and the majority of Kosovo’s young people if they have the chance. The diaspora brings in about 14 percent of the GDP every summer vacation.

5. And my God am I dreading the summer when every single Albanian who works in Switzerland and Germany, and everywhere else (including Canada) descend upon the capital of Prishtina. It’s party time for them, but they forget that people actually live in the city they drive their obnoxious expensive cars in, and that nobody in Prishtina is impressed by how people dress in Zurich. And their accent is even heavier than my North American-ized one.

6. I am planning on doing the unthinkable in Albanian culture – ok, not exactly unthinkable but it’s not really done – in May I’m going to start looking for my own apartment in Prishtina. Most Albanians live with their parents until they get married, or continue to live at home with their spouse, but add another floor or two or three to their parent’s house (which is what my uncle did). I’ve been staying with my grandmother in Prishtina, and as much as I want to keep her company, I would also like to have company over and occassionally stay out past 10pm. So aparment hunting it is. For $400 Canadian dollars I can get a furnished apartment in Prishtina with a bedroom, a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom. STEAL.

7. I’ve been taking notes for the essay I have to submit for Drache’s class – a lot of NGO reports on the state of the media in Kosovo. The two reports I focused on today show a very interesting and encouraging trajectory. The first was a USAID Assessment Report that covered 2000-2004, the second a locally conducted IREX report on the year independence was announced, 2008. The USAID report’s keywords were poor management, unprofessional editorial content and journalistic practices, monopolistic distribution networks, political pressure and dependence on foreign aid for the 2000 to 2004 period. The IREX report, while noting where improvements still needed to be made – noted a general set of standards for journalism, an increasingly robust market for competition and ad revenues, creative distribution networks – especially the use of online broadcasts/news reporting/subscription, and more sophisticated business models. In the span of eight years, I would say this is pretty encouraging.

8. I would just worry about Kosovars’ dependence on television as a news source – 89 percent of Kosovars say that TV is their main news source :-(

9. Today my grandmother gave me the first spoon I ever ate with, and the first towel I was washed with.

10. I’m giving my first KIJAC presentation on Tuesday, on Descartes and Locke. I have to get started on that. But, equally pressing, in about four hours my grandmother is going to wake me up and teach me how to make kifle. :P

All of my Gostivar photos are in my camera, so imagine me three hours behind those mountains there, that's where I am.

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Joe Pug – Hymn #101

And I’ve come to know the wishlist of my father
I’ve come to know the shipwrecks where he’s been
I’ve come to wish aloud
Among the overdressed crowd
Come to witness now the sinking of this ship
Throwing pennies from the sea top next to it

And I’ve come to roam the forest
Past the village
With a dozen lazy horses in my cart
I’ve come here to get high
To do more than just get by
I’ve come to test the timber of my heart
Oh I’ve come to test the timber of my heart

And I’ve come
To be untroubled in my seeking
And I’ve come
To see that nothing is for not
I’ve come to reach out blind
To reach forward and behind
For the more I seek
The more I’m sought
Yea the more I seek
The more I’m sought

And I’ve come to meet the sheriff
And his posse
To offer him the broadside of my jaw
I’ve come here to get broke
And maybe bum a smoke
We’ll go drinking two towns over after all
Oh we’ll go drinking two towns over after all

And I’ve come to meet the legendary takers
I’ve only come to ask them for a lot
They say I come with less
Than I should rightfully possess
I say: The more I buy
The more I’m bought
And the more I’m bought
The less I cost

And I’ve come
To take their servants and their surplus
And I’ve come
To take their rain coats and their speed
I’ve come to get my fill
To ransack and spill
I’ve come to take the harvest for the seed
I’ve come to take the harvest for the seed

And I’ve come to know the manger you sleep in
I’ve come to be the stranger that you keep
I’ve come from down the road
And my footsteps never slowed
Before we met I knew we’d meet
Before we met I knew we’d meet

And I’ve come here to ignore your cries and heartaches
I’ve come to closely listen to you sing
I’ve come here to insist
That I leave here with a kiss
I’ve come to say exactly what I mean
And I mean so many things

And you’ve come
To know me stubborn as a butcher
And you’ve come
To know me thankless as a guest
But will you recognize my face
When god’s awful grace
Strips me of my jacket and my vest
And reveals all the treasure in my chest.

 

 

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Why Lady Gaga is not a feminist

This is the last time I’ll be making this argument:

A feminist is someone who actively believes in equality between men and women. This is feminism’s first and basic premise, before anything else. The adjective *actively* means that a feminist attemps to live and embody equality, to the best of their abilities.

Lady Gaga is a pop star who sometimes wears androgynous clothing. This does not mean she is “pushing gender boundaries” or “deconstructing the imagery of women’s sexuality”. It means she is performing a spectacle. Her body is a part of the Lady Gaga package.

Lady Gaga does not identify as a feminist=not a feminist.

“I’m not a feminist – I, I hail men, I love men. I celebrate American male culture, and beer, and bars and muscle cars.”

“I think it’s great to be a sexy, beautiful woman who can f— her man after she makes him dinner.”

“There’s a stigma around feminism that’s a little bit man-hating. And I don’t promote hatred, ever.That’s not to say that I don’t appreciate women who feel that way. I’ve got a lot of gay woman friends.”

Lady Gaga is inane and is not a feminist. Not now, never was, probably never will be. I don’t care how many camp costumes she puts on. POP STAR. NOT A FEMINIST.

Thank you.

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Now that winter break is here:

Thank you youtube.

A little girl with four big dogs!!!!

My fashion icon:

Zizek talking very seriously about The Sound of Music:

My dad saw this and denied dancing like this (dances more or less like this):

TALKING HUSKY NAMED MISHKA:

3 minutes of cat monologue:

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Springtime travel

I got off the phone today with my program chair, and it looks like going to Kosovo this spring/summer will be doable. I want to take a course at the Kosovo Institute of Communication and Journalism in my hometown, Prishtina. This is, of course, excellent news – it means travel, some adventure and reconnecting with home. It’s exactly what I wanted. 

I told M today and I can’t help but feel pensive, again. I’ve only just settled down in Toronto! I will be back, but next fall I have to start thinking about where to apply for my Phd, which means another move might be in order. It’s exciting, but also sad. I’ve moved fourteen times in my life, and I’m getting tired of it. I’ve made friends here. I have 5 years of growing up here. But I’ve also wanted to go home for a while, even though Prishtina won’t be the Prishtina I remember. I’m worried that this will be the beginning of a string of temporary living arrangements for the next 5-6 years.

“The memory of you emerges from the night around me.”

I wish things could stay the same sometimes. Enough complaining though. Springtime travel!

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These are pensive times.

In one hour I’m going to class. There’s been a lot I’ve wanted to blog about but I have either been too lazy or too busy. So I’ll give the Internet my top ten thoughts of the past ten days:

1. I have moved a lot during my life, maybe that’s what makes me a little bit anxious (of change) and a little possessive (of friends). I don’t want anything to change. I like life exactly as it is right now.

2. Judith Butler: can gender be entirely performance? I’m skeptical.

3. The biological clock is not an invention.

4. I need to read an Albanian book.

5. I had a dream where an ex’s something-something fell off his body.

6. “Canada has one of the most concentrated media environments in the world.” Last Core Cultural Issues presentation.

7.  I’m going to write letters! To: Ottawa, Texas and Geneva. I imagine getting letters in the dead of winter.

8. I want to do my semester abroad. Why haven’t I heard back from them yet?

9.  I have the mind of a bitchy sixteen year old sometimes. OK, most of the time.

10.  Why aren’t more rappers like Will Smith?

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Moral insight on late-night dating shows

“Average Joe”. Dating show. Premise: A bunch of ordinary guys try to win the heart of one very hot girl.

In tonight’s episode, tables are turned when several HUNKY guys are included in the competition. A rift emerges amongst the hunky guys and geeky guys. Tension amongst the men comes close to eruption every minute. Theo, the hunky “buddy” of both groups breaks the delicate balance when a sketch of ordinary guys “pissing their pants” is discovered!

Ordinary guys: “Theo, did you really mean this?”

Cut to one on one interview with Theo, full of remorse:

“I understand these guys. I was one of them, I was bullied in high school. And kids are cruel.”

Upper lip wobbles, tears begin to flow, down Theo’s cheek and trailing down his massively sculpted chest:

“I realized we’re all human.” 

In other words, Theo has acknowledged the ‘otherness’ of the average Joes, his sense of self is predicated on them being “lamer” than him. So if they are no longer lame, who is Theo? Profound stuff.

In elimination section, Theo (“A man can try anything for a woman’s love, and still not be enough.” – more boohoo)  is sent home, along with Chubby John, Southern Boy, Crew Cut Pete, In-The-Closet Drew (“I realized how much I love just being with a girl”), Unique Bad Haircut David (“You could be the nicest person  in the world, but as long as you believe in yourself that’s enough. But I know I’m not what she’s looking for, and it hurts.”).

I have not heard this much emotional disclosure from men  ever, unless I had known them for years or were dating them. And yet here they are on in this show, sharing their feelings (“I’m 31 and I’ve never been in love before.” “I’m no phoney baloney.”) on camera, in front of other men, to North America. Is it the chance for celebrity that makes them reveal so much? Boredom? Do they really want to be with the girl? Do they really expect to fall in love, or to have her fall in love? Why are these “average” men volunteering to compete in this reality show? Validation? Adventure? An exhibition of manliness? If the point of the show is to prove that “nice” guys can also get the girl, why is that girl a necessarily Hollywood hot girl? I’m assuming because the value of the “win” depends on how good-looking the prize is, right?

Next episode: ANOTHER HOT GIRL COMES TO AVERAGE JOE ISLAND. OH NO SHE DIDNT!

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FOR ANYONE WHO HAS EVER WORKED AT A CRAPPY RETAIL JOB

“Having customers is just like any other relationship – if it becomes abusive, end it.”

Why You Need A Banned Customer List: http://thebossbenchmark.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-you-need-banned-customer-list.html

Also -  Places That Don’t Tolerate Assholes: Updated Honor Roll http://bobsutton.typepad.com/my_weblog/2007/07/places-that-don.html

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Kant get enough Kant – theory CAN be funny

Professor Loebel taught a great class that I took last year, called Contemporary Literary and Cultural Theory.  He had a way of making impenetrable theory understandable, and is probably the only man in North America who can make Hegel’s dialectic funny.

A few weeks after the class I ended I looked through my old notes. Some of the quotes written in the margins made me giggle.

I will share them with you, because some of these need to be on t-shirts:

“Hegel never sleeps.”

When talking about infants: “Wailing feed-me machines”, “baby body things”, etc.

“Symptomatic behaviour is a beautiful thing.”

“It just got separated from its desire like Marie Antoinette from her head.”

“Go visit a baby and Hegel will be explained to you.”

“Ask yourself, why am I conscious?”

“You’re beyond guilt? May it turn into a malignant tumour.”

“I was 37 before I had a cookie before dinner.”

On aggression as explained by Freud: “You should see me pet cats.”

“Morons in love are the happiest people.”

“It’s YOU rejecting YOU.”

“Try and counter civilization. You’ll feel like Joan of Arc as she was being burned. At best.”

“The redefinition of love still has to make sense. We can’t say ‘I fejizzit you’.”

 The pet food aisle in supermarkets: “The single people place.”

“Where’s my globalization!?”

“God is everywhere. He’s in the drive-thru.”

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